I watched as she braided her hair, which was slowly drying from her shower a few minutes before. She had her back to me, much to my disliking, and she hadn't spoken to me since she called me out for the hickey. I must admit, I felt kind of bad for it, but hell I found it sexy when she cocked an attitude....as long as she didn't take it too far. "You still mad?" I questioned as I leaned bak against the headboard, crossing my arms over my chest, and she scoffed. I took the as a yes, and found myself grinning as I watched her examine her hands, trying to stay distracted. She was beautiful, there was no doubt about it, and it was obvious she had no clue.
I sat up, leaning over to kiss the back of her neck as she gasped in surpirse.
I smirked as she trembled at my touch, letting out soft pants as I continued. "I'm not in the mood for this...." she mumbled in a monotone voice, and I growled softly in agitation. One thing I did not like her giving me attitude for. "What will it take for you to do that again?" I asked, willing to try anything if it meant I'd get to take her, and she thought over my question tilting her head. "Let me visit Alexandria."
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Black of Hearts #Wattys2017
FanfictionHe's a monster, a man who kills without so much as a second thought, one that takes pleasure in the fear of his victims. Addy knows all too well the kind of man she's faced with, after witnessing the death of a friend by his own merciless doing. A m...
